Thinking

One never knows how surprised a person can be when we encounter our Lord. I've had time to truly reflect on yesterdays reading. I believe it was one of the names of the two on the road to Emmaus that captured it. There was a night several years ago when that particular name came to mind out of the blue. When I looked up the name I thought it was due to one of the ones at the Crucifixion. So I left it at that, but yesterday I noticed the name in a clearer way. Cleophas was one of the ones who spoke with Jesus on the road and didn't recognize him until Jesus broke bread with them.

I truly sat there with my thoughts wide open and began to see how from this name up till now was almost the same way. Everytime the bread was broken during Mass, I knew Jesus was there. The Gospel hit me right between the eyes, even having faith and believing, he was doing something to bring it home. I have begun to understand how much my life has been shaped by the Gospel, but I never would have thought it was lived quite in such an extraordinary way. At least in my life anyway.